The Red Handed - You Are Dead (from Underneath The Pale Moonlight EP, 2010) Lyrics
Tonight's the night I'll watch you fall asleepPiece by piece I'll carve you up so carefullyAnd all those times that he thought this outHe never knew, could not expect the type of person he foundThis is gonna be, this is gonna be, the night.All we are are pawns in a jealous game, are we not?This is all for you and your foolish ways, what you got?Watch the blood flow from empty hallwaysPray to Hell that there is something better than thisReap what you sow while you are fallingLook into his eyes pretend he doesn't existAnd as he carries his severed headAcross one hundred forest miles to the grave that he dug"This is gonna be, this is gonna be, your hole"All we are are pawns in a jealous game, are we not?This is all for you and your foolish ways, what you got?Underneath the pale moonlightI'll watch your body rot all nightYou are dead, your blood is on my hands.And I'm not sorry.I'm not sorry.I'm sorry.